Archive for January, 2012

As I get a tiny bit older (not old, just older), I realise my perception of time isn’t quite right. I see the patients date of birth and think…oooh they were born in 1994, and I look down the corridor expected some little kid with bunches and a cute smile. Instead I am grunted at by a spotty, 6ft teenager…

My heart sinks…I like seeing cute kids, they are easier to communicate with than teenagers. I realise the teenager is without parent….my heart sinks further… I realise the teenager has bought one or more friends with her, there is a dull thud as my heart sinks so far it falls out of my shoe.

This happens on a regular basis, these “kids” are sexually active… and they want to see me to talk about “it“…kill me, kill me now…